Diana walked out of the record shop with her new treasure, the last copy of Country Joe and the Fish's latest album. She couldn't wait untill study breaks turned into jam sessions with the Feel Like I'm Fixin to Die Rag. Fortunately her roommate shared her beliefs. The young lady across the hall they had nicknamed Mrs. MCarthy due to her hatred of any belief to the left of hers who she liked to label a Communist. It was just her luck that she ran into her coming into the dorm.

"Hello Diana."

"Hello, Sue."

"What do you have there?"

"A new album."

" It must be a Commie album."

"Well it doesn't have the song Praise the Lord, Pass the Ammunition on it. What are you up to today?"

" A fundraiser for the John Birch Society, you?"

"Well I have this paper to work on, because somebody thought they needed to mandate a Freshman English class,English majors in a class on non majors that have to be there is not my cup of tea. Our Professor is having us study Greek Mythology, so dreadfully boring and depressing. Then I'm going to dinner with some friends at a Catholic Worker house in Youngstown and a book study."

"Such a radical Diana, you and practically this whole campus it seems. I should have gone to Stubenville, but then I wouldn't have met Norman."

"Well, I'll see you later,Sue."

Diana slammed her room door shut.

"God, I swear that girl thinks she's as perfect as Mother Mary and that anyone to the left of her is horrible. She's too much like Mom."

"Sue Smith?" Asked her roommate Veronica.

"Yup,how's the paper coming?"

"I was going to have you proofread,oh my gosh, is that Country Joe and the Fish's latest album?"

"Yup, just let me finish my paper" Diana was typing very fast, this prompt was easy and she found the more she disliked a work, the less time she wanted to spend on it.

The phone soon rang.

"Hello", answered Veronica.

"Diana, it's Will."

"Hi Will, no not tonight. I'm going to Youngstown. That does sound wonderful though. I'll come next ."

"What's up?"

"He and some students from the Neumann Center were going have a philosophy debate."

"Oh, that's groovy. I love our friends we are such cool squares, some may call us rebels, but we are prophetic squares with a love of Jesus not drugs."

"I was called f-ing goodie two shoes Catholic by a hippie today when he saw my crucifix. I prefer the term radical social justice Catholic. He doesn't know that there are a number of Catholics who aren't alike as James Joyce says.."

"Catholic means here comes everybody."

"Let's go meet Pat and Mary and begin our our journey to free food and fellowship."

"You are the best roommate ever."

"You too my friend. Time to go be as radical as Jesus was." Diana put on some more hairspray, grabbed her key and rosary and went off to meet her friends.

Diana wished Will could let his hair down a bit. He always seemed to serious and proper at times, but he had a heart of gold. She was grateful that she had her books, music, activism, faith and friends. Things were going well. She was thinking she may stay in school for a long time. She thought it was hip to be square, what a great title for a song she thought.